Eyeshield 21 fanfic: HirumaxMamori

This is going to be my exercise in writing a short story, since I completely suck at this. Arigatou SakurenJIDreamer-san for helping point out some things that could be clarified.

She looked at her mobile for what was probably the fifth time in the past minute, and then berated herself. This was Hiruma she was talking about, not some normal-ish boyfriend who would bend over backwards for her. She sighed, thinking that it would sometimes be nice if Hiruma did sometimes respond the way a normal boyfriend would. As soon as the thought crossed her mind, she instantly scolded herself again. It was how Hiruma was and always had been that had attracted her. She should never want to change that, ever. Somehow, when it came to Hiruma, she found berating her own self a very common and frequent practice.

Hiruma cursed as he struggled to find his mobile. He had heard it ring, but he had been in the middle of practice, and had had to wait till till the practice broke up before he could do anything about it. Digging, he found the mobile a good five minutes later.

"Fuck." He was meant to reply as to whether he would be able to meet her for dinner like they had planned. Lately, Hiruma's erratic schedule hadn't allowed much for any personal relationships. He typed out a brief text before getting changed as fast as he could. He knew Mamori deserved better than the way he treated her. He didn't do it on purpose, he was just so inbuilt in his ways that he found it hard to do anything other than that. He had been trying to change that though, for the sake of his girlfriend, his one home since he had started going out with her six years ago. He had been making a conscious effort not to swear in front of her as much, and to call her Mamori. Even though it was what he mentally called her and mentally thought of her, somehow Mamori seemed to be hard to roll off of his tongue, especially in front of her. Tonight, he would try and make those changes permanent. He stopped by his apartment quickly, picking up the small box and putting it deep in his pocket.